My Soul to Take (2010)

Craven’s worst film. Ever. It’s clear the five-year hiatus did nothing to improve his skills and frankly, this proves my point that he is one of the most overrated horror legends there is. My Soul to Take begins with a serial killer’s dying breath which sets a curse on a small town. The night he died, seven children were born and 16 years later, they begin to disappear. Has the killer been reincarnated in one of the teens or did he actually survive all those years ago? Spooky? Not so much. It is unbelievably boring, incapable of inciting scares, and nothing more than a silly tale with a twist that isn’t at all shocking. This is an unfortunate example of the kinds of horror that Hollywood is turning out these days… – 1/2